Sing With the Cedars

Pretty bird singing
in a cedar tree
late in November in
Tennessee.

Sing with the cedars upon a high wind
The sparrow knows no sorrow at journey's end.

The redbird's downtown
in a gilded cage
singing for his supper
on a rainy day

Sing with the cedars upon a high wind
The sparrow knows no sorrow at journey's end.

Some have a brown coat
some have a red
some stay home
singing babies to bed

Sing with the cedars upon a high wind
The sparrow knows no sorrow at journey's end.

Fly away, pretty bird
Fly away.

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Many of you are familiar with Marceline's wonderful poetry; she EVEN has made a tape of some of her songs! If you are interested, you may write her HERE (by clicking), or you may read more of her poems, as well as other great poets, back at our Index To Former Poems of the Week Page!